There is something reassuring about an old object that does more than remind me of a time—it briefly takes me back there. I have always liked music, films, games, and little objects with memories attached to them. Not because everything used to be better, but because it feels good to rediscover the feelings connected to them.
Recently, for example, I started collecting Garfield magazines and books again. As a kid, I simply loved them; now I also enjoy the way an old cover, a joke, or a yellowed page can bring back an entire era.
This page will be home to those small trips through time. Garfield is the first stop, but almost certainly not the last.
